The Holy Ones

These are the venerated ones! Their grisly visages encased in dark oil paints to keep this part of the inner cloister feeling rather dismal.

I looked and did not see a lot of women up there at all. I also didn’t see any heiro-clergy holding a fluffy white cat like a Bond villain. That would have made my day… but, alas… nothing quite so interesting as all of them solemnly looking across the way at one another, and down at whoever has scuttled in on their knees.

The Holy Ones (by Stuck in Customs)

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